Baked Bread

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Margaret Cho - Pop

Baked Bread

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Duration: 4:08

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Sometimes she smells like baked bread Then she acts like she got hit in the head And forgot what I said She got her motives down pat She'll walk a mile in seconds flat And says she can't do that And I don't now why she got me so high With her upper thighs it's like a bridge of sighs She likes to exercise A paradise If I could tell you that's exactly what I'd do I wish you well and then I hand it all to you Better sick than dead is how I wear the shoe Undеrneath your skin I fancy all the view Though I'vе conceded defeat count myself down and beat Make a hasty retreat I go my way from her I leave the moment undisturbed With the wheels on the curb And I'm unsurprised that I compromised If you realize She cut me down to size In the big skies of her gainful life If I could tell you that's exactly what I'd do I wish you well and then I hand it all to you Better sick than dead is how I wear the shoe Underneath your skin I fancy all the view When can I be released She looks at me like I'm diseased Then acts perfectly pleased She's like a victory parade When her heart is unswayed And her legs are splayed When I start to try and I never like To be so justified with a gentle tide Go breathe me and ride so satisfied If i could tell you that's exactly what I'd do I wish you well and thenI hand it all to you Better sick than dead is how I wear the shoe Underneath your skin I fancy all the view

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